"Hahahahaha! Di Xin must be out of options, which is why he wants to duel King Wen!"
"This foolish tyrant is stupid and brainless, indulging in wine and women all day without ever tending to state affairs. Now that he realizes he has only one city left, he is panicking!"
"Hehe, ridiculous. What is Di Xin supposed to be? Where would he get the strength to duel King Wen?"
"If we could witness the former Human Emperor being trampled beneath his feet, that would make for quite a tale!"
"Exactly. If King Wen can trample Di Xin beneath his feet in the arena, it will show that Great Zhou's momentum is vast and overwhelming, that it will soar into the heavens and become unstoppable. Who could stand in the way of our Great Zhou afterward?"
"That is quite a good idea..."
The ministers present all began to mock him.
They could more or less see through Di Xin's intentions.
He merely wanted to defeat King Wen to gain some Fortune Aura, then prolong Great Shang's decline a little longer.
Other than that,
what else could he possibly be thinking?
Hehe, that puny Di Xin was incomparably foolish.
He was truly panicking, to the point that he could come up with any idiotic idea. He actually dared to consider such a plan?
As the lord of Great Zhou personally chosen by the Great Zhou Divine List, how vast and majestic was King Wen's Fortune Aura?
His cultivation had even reached the level of a Three-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saint!
Whether he could wield it or not, that cultivation was still there!
What did a Three-Corpse-Severed Quasi-Saint represent?
Looking across the entire Primordial Wilderness, there were hardly any beings of that level!
Even if Di Xin burned away his life,
no matter what method he